it was rainy day… and a monday. not the best start to the week. but then you got to school. everyone was soaked because of the rain (everyone didn’t know and forgot umbrellas)

but then, your most hated enemy, Jack, walked in, his fluffy blonde hair and white tank top drenched in rainwater, and the worst thing..

his sweatpants were grey. and wet.

you focused on your locker and trying to find some spare clothes. jack walked over, smirking

“hey shorty.” he teased you, leaning on the locker next to you. “you got any extra pants..?”

god. bless. grey. sweatpants.